The voices outside rang out for a while. One was calm and doting, the other was cold and indifferent. Occasionally, Ying Zheng's low laughter could be heard. It was a harmonious scene.
After Yi An and the others left, Ying Zheng lifted the curtain and entered. He saw the young man pursing his lips and looking down. If it weren't for the fact that his right hand was tightly gripping the metal chain, revealing his true emotions, Ying Zheng would have thought that the young man didn't care about anything.
Ying Zheng sat down comfortably on the chair that Yi An had just sat in. He took a few sips of tea from a maidservant and waved her away. Then, he lazily said, "Didn't you say that I was an idiot? How did he become an extraordinary person? "
Qin Song wasn't in a good mood and didn't want to talk to him. He didn't react at all.
Ying Zheng put down the teacup and looked at Linno, "Weren't you talking a lot just now? What, do you want me to call them back to talk to you? "
Hearing the threat in Ying Zheng's words, Qin Song looked up at him and said calmly, "Your Majesty, haven't you heard of the phrase 'see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil, and move no evil'?"
Ying Zheng made a sound of surprise and said, "I haven't heard of it … what does it mean?"
Qin Song was slightly stunned. In his impression, shouldn't this phrase be familiar to everyone? But at this moment, he really couldn't remember who had said this phrase before, so he didn't say anything.
Ying Zheng let him go and stretched. He said, "You look like a smart person. What you did today was stupid."
Qin Song lowered his eyes and didn't say anything. Seeing that Qin Song's right hand was trembling because he was using too much strength, Ying Zheng was in a good mood. He said, "Alright, stop squeezing. Even if you break your fingers, you won't be able to break the chain. Of course, you won't be able to take back your stupid words."
Ever since they met in prison, although Ying Zheng was still high and mighty, controlling the young man's life and death, this was the first time he felt that he had the upper hand. He was very proud of himself and continued, "Today, you did at least two things wrong. First, these words shouldn't be said by you. If Qiu Yun had said the same thing, she would have said that they were fellow sufferers and were in the same boat. If it had been someone else, they would have said that they sympathized with her and felt that she was being treated unfairly. But when these words came out of Qin Song's mouth, what did it mean? Ridicule? Sarcasm? Humiliation? Most importantly, I heard what you said with my own ears! How do you expect him to live in the future? "
Qin Song lowered his eyes as if he hadn't heard anything.
Ying Zheng continued, "Second, you didn't need to say these words at all. Do you think that you, Qin Song, are the only smart person in Southern Chu? Do you think that no one in Southern Chu can understand the things that you can understand? I'm afraid that they know better than anyone else. But why do they still want to marry, pay tribute, and send hostages? Because they're afraid! They've lived in peace for decades. They're afraid of war, afraid of Daqin, afraid of me! Even if you tell them that Daqin is facing external and internal troubles, even if you tell them that once they send out their troops, they can beat Daqin until they can't make a comeback for decades, so what? Do they dare? So even if they deceive themselves and others, even if they drink poison to quench their thirst, they still want to exchange it for a short period of singing and dancing … So, your words are useless here. Even if you stand in the court of Southern Chu and say it, what use is it? "
Qin Song was silent. After a while, he muttered, "… If you enter, you won't be able to return home. If you leave, you'll be invincible. If you leave, you'll be invincible. You'll die in peace and happiness …
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Ying Zheng's eyes lit up. He clapped his hands and said, "You'll be born in peace and happiness. Wonderful! Which great master in Southern Chu wrote this new article? I must meet such a great talent! "
He asked again, "Listen to the whole article, and I'll undo your iron shackles. How about it?"
Qin Song said coldly, "I don't remember."
Such an essay, as long as it was a scholar, who wouldn't regard it as a treasure? How could they not remember it? However, Ying Zheng knew that this young man was stubborn. Since he didn't want to say it, it was useless to force him. He smiled faintly and said, "Just now, I heard Yi An say that he wants you to return to the country? Tell me, should I agree? "
Qin Song said, "I'm not a citizen of Qin, and I'm not a hostage. I can come and go as I please. What does it have to do with Your Majesty?"
Ying Zheng glanced at the iron shackles on his wrists and said lightly, "You can come and go as you please?"
Seeing that the young man's beautiful lips were pursed again, Ying Zheng said meaningfully, "Tell me, in order for me to let you return to the country, how would your master beg me? I'm afraid you don't know yet. Although your master looks cold and cheerless, when he's on the bed, he's … "
"Shut up! Shut up! "Qin Song was so angry that the iron shackles made a clattering sound." Shameless! Despicable! "
Ying Zheng smiled with satisfaction. "If you enter, you won't be able to return home. Fu Shi, what about the rest?"
Qin Song took a few deep breaths and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was calm again. He said, "Your Majesty, do you think that after today, His Highness will still be servile and undignified in front of Your Majesty and allow Your Majesty to do whatever you want?"
Ying Zheng's expression changed. He reacted almost immediately, "You deliberately let me hear those words just now?"
"That's right!" Qin Song said, "Only when these words come from Qin Song's mouth and enter His Majesty's ears will His Highness stop using the so-called 'serving the country and the people' to numb himself. Only then will he be able to live a more dignified life in front of Your Majesty … You can also forget about using the safety of Southern Chu to threaten His Highness …"
Ying Zheng sneered and interrupted him, "Do you think he'll be grateful to you?" He was probably so ashamed that he wanted to die. He hated Qin Song who had pulled off the cover.
Qin Song smiled faintly. He wasn't doing this for his gratitude.
As long as he could make his life a little better, what harm was there in hating him and resenting him?
This was the first time Ying Zheng had seen Qin Song smile in the true sense of the word. The corners of his lips curled up in warmth, and the corners of his eyes carried a hint of melancholy. Even the contours of his face seemed to soften a little … It was the most moving expression of a young man yearning for love.
While Ying Zheng was inexplicably stunned, he also felt a bit of anger for no reason. When he thought of his ridiculous long-winded speech from before, a kind of tyrannical mood began to spread.
A tall shadow appeared in front of him. Qin Song suddenly woke up. He raised his eyes and saw that Ying Zheng had unknowingly stood by the bed. There was a familiar bloodthirsty look in his eyes. When he had branded the soldering iron on his subordinate's shoulder and approached him step by step, his eyes had been like this.
Qin Song's heart trembled. Fear rose in his heart, but he forcibly suppressed it. He smiled faintly and said, "Does Your Highness King Qin still remember what I said a few days ago?" His voice was clear and calm, with a strange rhythm. It made people sober and at the same time indulge in it.
Ying Zheng was unconsciously attracted to him, "What did you say?"
Qin Song's tone was light, as if with a kind of carelessness, "If you tell a lie a thousand times, you will believe it. Your Majesty ascended the throne at the age of seventeen, and now it has been nine years. In nine years, you have destroyed three countries in succession. In addition to the efforts of the emperors and ministers of Daqin to govern the country well, Your Majesty is also a great talent … However, in order to confuse other countries, Your Majesty pretended to be a tyrannical, cruel, and lustful ruler. Aren't you afraid that you will really become a tyrannical ruler? "
Ying Zheng was stunned, and he looked a little enlightened.
"Your Majesty originally wanted to use me as a pretext to make a fuss and punish me as an example to threaten Chu Chu, didn't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone through so much trouble to make me admit to the so-called 'crime'. But why did it turn into pure venting in the end? Why are you so restrained now? Didn't this arouse Your Majesty's vigilance? " When Qin Song saw that Ying Zheng's eyes had regained their clarity, he sneered and said, "Your Majesty, when you deliberately indulge and even magnify the desire in your heart and do whatever you want, do you feel comfortable in both body and mind? Once you become addicted to this feeling, can you still give it up? Didn't Your Majesty realize that you are increasingly unable to control your emotions? Your Majesty is the monarch, and no one can restrain you. If you really indulge in it one day … I'm afraid that Daqin will not be able to escape the fate of death even if it unifies the world and dominates the world, let alone destroy the three countries. "
Ying Zheng lowered his head and looked at the pale and frail teenager who was chained to the bed. His expression changed unpredictably, as he clenched and unclenched his fists. In the end, he said with an indifferent tone, "You really dare to say anything."
He turned around and left in a huff.
Looking at the swaying curtain, Qin Song's tense body finally relaxed. He closed his eyes and smiled bitterly. He didn't have any good intentions to persuade the King Of Qin, Ying Zheng. He only hoped that he could be more rational in front of him. Otherwise, if Ying Zheng really did rape him in this situation, what could he do? Bite off a piece of his flesh?
He hadn't looked in the mirror, so he didn't know what his face looked like now. But looking at Ying Zheng's appearance, he guessed that his injury wasn't very serious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been lustful so easily. But, it shouldn't be!
He thought of the frost that had condensed on the soldering iron that day. These days, his five senses were obviously much sharper than before. He also blurted out words of unknown origin. He was a little confused. What's wrong with me?
Ying Zheng seemed to be angry this time. The maid who read to Qin Song was nowhere to be seen. The fine delicacies of each meal were reduced to simple tea and tea that could only fill the stomach. Little Peach, who had always been talkative, didn't talk to him anymore. She didn't even appear in the inner room. She only came in when Qin Song was applying medicine and eating, and she didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Qin Song saw that every time she wanted to say something, she stopped and looked uncomfortable. He knew that she had been ordered to do so. While he secretly cursed Ying Zheng's childish methods, he had to admit that Ying Zheng's move was very ruthless.
Since Little Peach didn't want to talk to him, Qin Song wouldn't force her. Even he himself wouldn't speak unless it was absolutely necessary.
Lying on the bed and looking at the empty room, Qin Song sighed silently.
The doors and windows of the room were tightly shut. Even the curtain hanging at the door to the inner room didn't sway. Qin Song could draw the shape of the window lattice with his eyes closed. He couldn't even count how many bricks and tiles there were in his sight. The outer room was also very quiet. Occasionally, there would be some movement. To Qin Song, it was an especially pleasant surprise.
If this went on, he was afraid that he would collapse!
Qin Song had thought this more than once, but he was actually much more tenacious than he thought. One day, two days, five days … he held on day after day. In the eyes of others, he was always lying quietly with his eyes lowered. He didn't seem anxious at all, as if he could lie like this for the rest of his life, until the end of time.
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